I close my eyes a little to To the line of cigarettes' smoke Wind blows my eye lids and I feel cool and feel the noises Its color would be blue bright one My only guitar one-seven-five My left hand held it casually A pick on my right hand’s thumb, flipping the six-strings slowly It sounds cool, pick-up front so nice Canned beer, let's take and...Learn More

Please call me up on a fine day's morning Then I make up my mind making coffee Taking my favorite shirts and sending some postcards to friends She is laughing with my shoes' case Hi, she said put my special sneakers It reminds me of living in highland We played together in forest, we talked each other always Sometimes I having full of false...Learn More